Transcendental Sonnet #1328:
Wind Kiss

The wind blows in as a freshening breath
A gift from the desert scented with sage
The whole of the night is animated
Dynamic respiration sweeps out death
Encouraging me on my pilgrimage
Caresses me whispers I am fated
To be surprised by joy and to embrace
This priceless gift which has been given me

I breathe the wind as it kisses my face
The beat of ultimate reality
Echoes within my chest my open hands
Receive the touch of other in the night
There is intelligence which understands
Behind the veil withdrawn a glorious light

+Steven Curtis Lance



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